Penny For the Guy
Dads old trousers and his disco shirt
packed tight with yesterdays news.
A mask for a face and a pram for his car.
He is sat outside the local shops
penny for the guy Mr. is our shout.
treacle toffee smashed with a hammer.
A toffee apple and a trip to the dentist's chair.
A hot dog with all the extras.
A trip to the bonfire on the backfield.
Me and my dad lighting a Catherine wheel .
Rockets light up the heavens
and the faces of those who watch.
The only bad thing about bonfire night.
Is that Guy Fawkes failed to blow them Politian's up.
comp entry 02/11
Copyright © Stephen Pennell | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment